Special Civil Servant Novel Novels & Stories

“You will know more about it when you go to the villages for settlement, and other things concerning the administration. Almost everyone loves D.C Mr. Morrision. We normally meet up at the club in the evening where almost all of our jobs are done for the day.” “By the way, why did you want to be a Civil Servant? Isn’t there any position in Foreign Affairs?” “No, not like this. I was born here and my parents worked here. So I think that I have a link in this country. So, it becomes my first priority to come to work here as I.C.S. “ In the meantime, the conversation was abrupt because there was a call for dinner on board. After dinner, they both went back to their cabin and slept. Before he we

Peter nodded. "I knew it this would be coming. I'm so happy for you man!" Theo hugged me. "Thank you thank you guys. Would you like to have something?" We were actually sitting at my office. "Sophia Williams special coffee." They all said in unison. I chuckled. "Sophia !! Theo, Scott, Peter and I want sophia Williams Special coffee." I said in the intercom. "I will be on it." Sophia said from the other side, I'm sure she had a big smile on her face.

That very day, I moved into the luxury villa. What confused me was that all the other big dogs I had seen before disappeared the moment I officially started working. And that beautiful Alaskan Malamute actually had an entire villa to himself. As Lord Allen's personal caretaker, I was assigned the second-largest bedroom, right next to the master bedroom. The room was shockingly huge. Even back when Beatrice hadn't kicked me out, and I was still a rich girl, I had never lived in a room this big.

Stephanie stood and walked to her desk “Okay then! I’ll tell Kate to list your name and update me later if there’s a change!,” Nathan told her as he walked out from her office “Don’t put your hope high!” Stephanie laughed at him ----- In Martin’s office It was a pretty afternoon, Martin was sitting lazily on his balcony, next to his office. His thought wandered, thinking about Stephanie and Elena. He took his lighter to light up his cigarette when he saw Jacob walking in. “I gathered several information about Lucas Miller and madam, Mr Clark!” Jacob spoke carefully

Damian Pov The email came on a Tuesday morning while I was doing inventory at the bar. I almost deleted it because the subject line looked generic but the sender was Hartwell Advisory Group and something made me stop and open it. They knew who I was. The email said that directly. They had tracked the trial and the public opinion shift after Bella's bookstore confrontation and they had followed my progress since then. The managing partner wrote that he believed people deserved second chances and that my background in business strategy combined with my current MBA enrollment made me a strong candidate for a junior consulting position they were working to fill. He asked if I was open to a call.